Abandoned woman's glory

Chapter 154 That's an Interesting Story

border town.

In the world of Chu, on the ground of Mang.

Thousands of miles of grassland, a vast expanse.

This is an earthen city on the wilderness north of the Juma River Valley. The gray walls around it stand tall and form a huge circle, like an iron barrel, which surrounds this remote city, but it cannot block the north. The whistling wind and sand from the grassland filled the entire city with sand and dust. Outside the civil structure inn, the wine front was blown like a flag in the wind.

At the end of May, the climate in the east was still very warm, but the closer it was to the grassland, the hotter it became, especially in the unsheltered place on the wilderness. The land is like a hot iron, turning everyone here into God's food.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs.

Watching all this condescendingly, the common people are like ants, really have such a heartless feeling.

At this moment, I seem to have such a sense of desolation and indifference.

I stood by the window and looked indifferently at the people coming and going downstairs with tired and numb faces. It seems that everyone has cultivated a body of copper and iron in such a harsh environment, not afraid of the wind and the sun, and not afraid of life. No matter how difficult the environment or the turbulent situation that fate gives them, they will survive firmly.

At this time, a gust of wind and sand hit me, and I was caught off guard, and the veil was blown away.

In the backyard of the inn, a few people who were avoiding the dust raised their heads subconsciously, and saw me all of a sudden. They all showed the shock and dullness of seeing heaven and man.

I reached out and brought the hood over my face again.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door behind me, I didn't move, the door was pushed open, a young man came in with a tray in his hand, and said with a smile, "Hey, are you looking at the scenery?"

I glanced back at him lightly.

This person is very young, only in his twenties. He is not tall but looks very capable. There are a pair of peach blossom eyes on his slightly immature baby face. He is smiling every day when he sees him, as if he always has a lot of happiness. It seems to make him happy.

"However, it's windy and sandy here, so don't stand at the window, come and eat something."

He is familiar with himself, and my silence will not prevent him from working hard by himself, putting down the things on the tray one by one, the sapphire bowl is filled with snow-white bird's nest porridge, and the agate plate is translucent rose red. Poria cocos cake with eight treasures, and crystal dishes containing crystal clear grapes.

In such a deserted city, it took a lot of effort to produce such exquisite pastries.

But my eyes fell on the official kiln porcelain bowl on the table, which contained——

The milky white juice is clear and mellow, exuding a faint heat, a faint fragrance has diffused into the air, and inadvertently penetrated into people's noses, the faint fragrance makes people seem to be intoxicated by it.

Osmanthus stuffed, osmanthus fragrance.

No one knows, not the maid who served me personally, not Hao Yan who has been with me for more than eight years, not even my royal father.

My favorite is sweet-scented osmanthus; my favorite is stuffed with sweet-scented osmanthus.

I stared blankly at the bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus rice, when I heard a familiar voice next to my ear.

"Why, don't you like it?"

This voice—as always arrogant, I turned my head slowly, and saw that tall figure appearing at the door, those snake-like eyes were looking at me scorchingly.

Helian City.

He was wearing a navy blue gown, two neat rows of wooden buttons were carefully buttoned to the first one, and the crisp collar further accentuated his slender neck, broad shoulders, and long hair tied behind his head like a black waterfall. Hanging down, he looks handsome and straight, and there is a subtle sense of dislocation with the faint evil spirit in his eyes.

"Or, do you want to die?"

"..."

"Using a hunger strike?"

I didn't open my mouth, watching him slowly walk in front of me, leaning down, propping up the table with one hand, and twisting my chin with the other, with cruel lucidity in his eyes, he said word by word: "If you still No one will sympathize with you if you are sad about what happened, or want to die, and no one will pity you. You chose this path yourself, so of course you should bear the consequences yourself!"

……

Yes, that's right.

At the beginning, he told me clearly that if I went back, I would be tortured and bruised all over, but I didn't listen to him and went back anyway.

Today, being raped, raped, and deprived of my virginity in front of the person I love the most—this is the result of my own choice.

Who am I to blame?

"Xuanyuan Xingsi, don't you call yourself a strong man? You never bow to anyone, and you never bow to fate. Could this setback make you give up everything and die without dignity?"

My shoulders trembled slightly and I looked up at him.

"If that's the case, I can only say that Mr. Guigu saw it wrong back then, you can't even compare to Mo Yunyi!" He Liancheng looked at me with a sneer and said, "She was treated as a substitute and as a commodity." Sending it back and forth, it's so shameless, but you can still stand strong until today, but you can only use death to escape your own choice, you are a weak person!"

Weak, these two words are like the tip of a needle, piercing into my heart at once.

I took a deep breath, moved my chin away from his hand, and said indifferently: "I don't want to die, I just want to know why you sent this here."

Following my gaze, he also looked at the bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing.

No one has ever known, it seems that even I have forgotten, this smell is my favorite, and these days, the snow-white long dress, lavender headband, soft satin shoes he wears for me, eat and wear Come to think of it, everything happens to be my favorite.

How does he know me so well?
If we really met eight years ago, then now I can almost conclude that we have not only met, but also spent a long time together, otherwise, he would not be so understanding of my likes and dislikes, even to the point of meticulousness.

"You want to ask, why do I know you so well, your habits, your likes and dislikes, and things you don't even know, right?"

I look at him.

"If you want to know, come out with me."

"..."

"Don't you want to know what happened eight years ago? I'll tell you when I leave the customs." As he said that, he leaned over again, looking at my eyes very close to me, and those snake-like eyes gleamed with deep The light suddenly smiled evilly.

"That's an interesting story."

(End of this chapter)